Chapter Nineteen - The Shape of Truth They stumbled inside, laughing and joking, and somehow ended on the carpet in the living room. The game had been incredible, they had stuffed their faces with hot dogs and they had spent their evening in a dive, drinking and singing with other fans. "Fuck, this was the most amazing night out in forever, Alex," Aron sa...
Chapter Eleven – What Was Seen Cannot Be Unseen Carter was chewing the nail on his index finger like a Duracell rabbit at a carrot tasting. The initial shock was gone, but he still held Simon's phone in his hand, not wanting to let go. But it was not like those offending pictures were going to disappear by magic. There, on the shiny screen, Alex Ruskin was...
Chapter Twenty-One - Happy F*pping Everyone! Sleeping next to Aron was the best thing ever. Especially since the guy now had a signature way of waking him up, with slow kisses and caresses. "Hey," he smirked, as he stretched like a cat into the man's arms. "Hey back," Aron chuckled. "I hate not being able to cuddle some more, but I need to go to work earl...
Kris stared at the message on his phone. 'Hook up?' Was all it said. Less than two hours after creating a profile on the gay networking app and someone was offering sex? Sex? Not just sex but sex with another man. At thirty-nine after fifteen years of marriage and two children, Kinky Kris was exploring his sexuality. This road had not been easy. He had met...
Dinner was late that year. On the table. Cold. I waited. Waited. Waited. Tic-tock-tic-tock said the clock. Then chimed. And chimed. And chimed again. Pete the canary sang along. I waited. He wasn't coming. Stupid! I should have expected this. I got out my laptop and wrote to pass the time. Give him a chance, I thought. Maybe he can explain. I opened...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** "Why are you here?" He said, his voice low but really cold. "Tell me, what are you doing here?" He yelled. Travis stared at him without even feeling any form of fear. He rather just got angry. "I forgot my phone, that's why I came back." He said softly. "We aren't together, remember?" He said hoarsely, his fi...
Summary: Straight football bully blackmailed and bent over. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Robert, thor_p, and Wayne for editing. Bully Stories: Faggot Fucks Me... This faggot deserved all the public humiliation he endured at our hands. I mean the guy dressed constantly in pink, his wrist was so bent he wouldn't be able to catch a basketball if his life dep...
Chapter Two - Everything Is Fuzzy "Your memory of recent events seems to be a little fuzzy," the doctor explained to him while tapping against his desk with a slim golden pen. Carter leaned against the wooden desk, his eyes wide and trained on the man in white. The guy looked like he was in his late 50s, so he had probably seen plenty of strange things i...
He could not be mad at Klaus. After all, the guy was working himself to the bone. Apparently, being rich didn't mean sitting on your butt, by a pool, eating ice cream or something. But Jake had to admit that he felt restless without being able to talk to the guy. He had wanted to call a few times but felt guilty at the thought that Klaus was getting too litt...
"I am fully aware," Klaus talked on the phone, his lips pursed in displeasure. Jake was eyeing him carefully, as he was getting ready for work, too. The construction site manager wanted him there, first thing in the morning, and Jake could barely wait to go. Klaus had woken him up with so slow and torturous kisses and, at first, he had wanted to just spend...